Wild thoughts wading in the valley, mountains and snowy places, far removed from the bustling crowd and maddening traffic;
Longing for my steps to carry me in far flung places where I exist not as robots but in full spirit;
Traipsing through flowers, paddy fields and wild plants,
as I embrace the wind chill, jumping and thumping my feet to reach out for the sky;
Heart craving for contentment as I walk solo for miles, braving fatigue and facing the storms,
on a romantic spree with the self, sinking deep in the cornucopia flowery feeling of existence;
My carpe-diem moments!
Where art thou!